Tuesday, May 08, 2007

Hey, Mr. Tambourine man. . .

I allowed the doctor to give me a prescription for vicodin, despite near certainty that I will not need it for the issue at hand.

See: When I was 15, I was given vicodin for a legitimate medical purpose, and failed to eat before taking it. As the experience was very like what I would later experience as lightly toasted, inclusive of slight trails in my vision, and a very calm, pleasant mood, I kind of like the idea of having some around. I generally don't get the opportunity to smoke or eat grass. I really don't often go after intoxicants, in general, but sometimes. . .

And I probably won't use it. Certainly not when I have anything to do. But it was inexpensive (I love having insurance, for once), it could be useful for legitimate pain in future, I might actually need it for the issue at hand, the med. professionals were encouraging, etc.

And it's nice to have. It's an option.

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